Then he would ask you to lay over his lap. He would ask you if you wanted him to help you hold still. You had more control. Although neither you, n...r uncle Jack realized it, you were effectively putting yourself into pain self-bondage. It all depends on control. In order for me to find my calm place - what you call your golden cocoon - the pain had to be inevitable, but I had to ultimately cause it or control it. Otherwise, it was just pain and the calm place would elude me. I. The horsesthey rode were both large enough to be intimidating. Von Kepps's was a whitecharger of at least seventeen hands, whilst Ramirez's gray mare was only ahand or two shorter."Ahhh, wonderful! Our first rabbit has arrived," Von Kepp announced theatrically.Powerless to do anything except glare at her captor, Debra waited for an explanation.She had to wait longer than anticipated, however, as the German slaver resumedthe conversation she had been having with Ramirez about the beauty of her. We ate then he took me out on the dance floor. As we danced parts of me were constantly on show. It was impossible for me to stay covered all the time. Soon, the looks I was getting form the men around me had me hotter than I had been for a while.My pussy started to get real wet, and Gary knew it. At our table he fingered me until I was almost to orgasm. He would take me so close then stop. It was driving me crazy. Soon I started to beg him for release."Please Gary. Please let me cum. I want to. He froze in fear as he was grabbed by the man with the cords. As the man with the wad lifted his arm, the woman intervened with a wicked smile.“Wait, that stuff smells so foul; I want our sissy to have sweet dreams as she is taken away.” He struggled and trembled in fear as he was held secure by the big man. Both males chuckled as the dominant woman put her hand up her tight skirt and slipped her silken black panties down her formidable stocking clad thighs and calves. She deftly flipped.